Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 427

Seeing her phone shatter into pieces, Ivy jumped in terror.

Stella was terrified too, her little lips trembling as she burst into tears.

"Waaa! Daddy, please don't yell at Mommy!"

Ivy quickly reached out to hold her, comforting her before looking up at Mrs. Gable nearby. "Mrs. Gable, could you please take Stella upstairs?"

Mrs. Gable rushed over, took the crying child's hand, and led her away.

As Stella walked, she kept looking back over her shoulder, crying out.

"Daddy, don't yell at Mommy!"

Alaric realized he had lost his temper.

He shouldn't have let his daughter see him in such a violent rage.

But he was absolutely suffocating.

Why did this wife of his never listen? Why did she constantly entangle herself with the Rhodes family?

First, it was Xavier.

Now, it was Tristan.

Tristan had even gone straight to the hospital and kissed her in front of a mob of reporters.

Ivy was his wife.

With this scandal blowing up, he looked like an absolute fool.

Alaric clenched his fists, resting his elbows on his knees as he sat there, his head bowed, fighting desperately to suppress the fury threatening to consume him.

Sitting beside him, Ivy knew her husband didn't want to hear it, but she still had to explain.

"Those reporters were actually there to photograph Tristan with an actress named Bianca. He didn't want a scandal with her, so he just grabbed me to use as a shield."

"Darling, I didn't betray you, and I haven't been secretly contacting the Rhodes brothers. You're the only one in my heart."

She reached out, trying to gently take his arm.

Alaric callously shook her off. "Don't touch me. It's quite the coincidence, isn't it? Out of everyone he could grab, he just had to pick you."

He firmly believed it took two to tango.

If Ivy hadn't given him the opportunity, how could he have possibly grabbed her and kissed her?

Worst of all, this infuriating woman didn't immediately push the guy away and slap him.

That proved she had enjoyed it.

Unable to swallow the betrayal, Alaric pulled out his own phone.

He dialed a number and gave a freezing command.

He was making calls, demanding his team wipe every trace of the news involving Ivy from the internet.

He absolutely could not allow the situation to escalate further.

His wife, Mrs. Foster, could never be romantically linked to some petty actor.

After issuing all the orders, Alaric still felt a heavy, nauseating ache in his chest. He headed back to the bedroom to change and take a shower.

The moment he walked in, he saw Ivy packing her bags.

He stood at the door, towering over her, and asked in an icy tone.

"What are you doing?"

Ivy looked up at him, her large eyes blinking back tears, her expression so pitiful and wronged it was heart-wrenching.

She looked undeniably fragile.

"Didn't you fire me and tell me to leave The Starlight Estate? I'm packing my things to leave now."

That immediately sparked Alaric's fury all over again. "You just want an excuse to run off to the Rhodes brothers, don't you?"

When had he ever told her to leave The Starlight Estate?!

They were married. Until they signed divorce papers, what right did he have to kick her out?